Dawn’s morning blue
Drowns me in droplets of dew
I slip into yesterday’s torn shoes
Damp, from last night’s dream of you
I’m late, not yet waking up
Drinking cold tea, from my “United by Blue” cup
Quickly, only time enough to catch the bus
But I stop! What’s all the fuss
They’ll always be the next one
And today, don’t forget to put a cap on
I’ll get there, twenty minutes later
Relaxed, not rushed and feeling betterer
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019

